You got me walkin' on the moon

I love Alice.
One of the main reasons why I love Alice is because I identify with her all day, every day.
This world is a mess.
A hot mess, sorry.
There is beauty, pain, joy, depression, love, loss, hate, ...
I constantly feel like I'm walking around in a wonderland- Nothing makes sense, and senses mean nothing.
My eyes fool me, people lie... It's all a distraction, an illusion.
I don't know what to believe, what to feel. Once I make a plan of action, how should I go about doing it?
Which way is the right way?

I wonder if I've been changed in the night? Let me think. Was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I'm not the same, the next question is 'Who in the world am I?' Ah, that's the great puzzle! --Alice.